Chapter 168
“T-The trees are growing!”
“Grass! Look, it’s grass!”
“Ah… Goddess above…!”
The villagers, startled by the arrival of the king and queen, had rushed out to greet them—only to be left in shock, dropping to their knees in reverence.
In the village of sand, green life had begun to bloom, forming a lush carpet of grass.
If this was not divine power, then what could possibly be?
To ensure that the flourishing vegetation would not wither, Yasamin wielded the Water Raksha, summoning rain upon the land.
“My lady, shall we move on to the next village?”
“Yes, let’s go. I still have strength left.”
“Don’t overexert yourself.”
“I won’t. I promised you, didn’t I? That you could trust me, that I wouldn’t make you worry.”
And Siren—though she had been thoroughly intoxicated at the time—remembered at least half of the words she had spoken.
She was terribly embarrassed, but she kept whispering it over and over, saying she meant it sincerely.
That alone was enough to make new grass sprout in the already crumbled heart of Yasamin.
‘It feels like as the desert is being healed, so am I.’
He still didn’t know what to call this unfamiliar sensation.
It was good, yet strange, and strange, yet not unpleasant.
He just wanted to be completely consumed by it.
By this overwhelming tranquility, just like this.
“Yasamin?”
“Just… for a moment… I want to stay like this.”
As soon as the carriage door closed, he gently pulled Siren into his embrace.
Her cheek was pressed against his chest, muffling her voice, but Yasamin didn’t let go, simply savoring the soft sensation.
More precisely, the warmth of the small, rabbit-like girl in his arms.
“Mm. This is uncomfortable….”
“Ah.”
“Then how about this, if I hold you instead?”
As soon as he let go, Siren quickly climbed onto his lap.
For the past few days, she had been acting as if she was determined to drive him crazy, completely oblivious to the fact that he was suffering trying to restrain himself.
On the other hand, Siren wasn’t doing this thoughtlessly.
‘No matter how much I try to seduce him, he won’t budge. Is this right?’
She was on the verge of pouting, her lips trembling as she forced herself to hold back.
In truth, the corners of her eyes had already drooped like the tail of a puppy caught in the rain.
‘I want to kiss him! But he won’t even lay a finger on me. Does he really have no interest in me…?’
Of course, she meant interest in a romantic sense.
She already knew full well that he cherished her deeply.
‘I’m completely fine now….’
Even though she was trying her best to seduce him, Yasamin didn’t so much as flinch.
His eyebrows didn’t even twitch, leaving her at a complete loss.
She even went so far as to deliberately lean forward, placing her chest right in front of his face, but… somehow, it seemed pointless.
After a moment of hesitation, Siren wrapped her arms around Yasamin’s neck and gazed down at him.
Her cascading hair tickled the tip of his nose.
Not liking how he simply lifted his head and looked at her, Siren finally made up her mind and spread her legs, straddling him completely.
“…Hah. Madam, if you do this, I’m in trouble.”
“W-what do you mean, trouble?”
“Are you pretending not to know, or are you truly that innocent…? If it’s the former, I’d be grateful.”
Dragging out the last word, Yasamin tucked her hair behind her ear.
Even that slight touch made Siren’s heart pound wildly, causing her to lower her head in embarrassment.
She had come all this way to seduce him, but now that he was responding like this, her confidence was rapidly crumbling.
‘If I were Yasamin, I wouldn’t know what I was supposed to do either.’
She wanted to run away, but unfortunately, they were inside a moving carriage.
She thought she had backed him into a corner, but in reality, she was the one trapped.
“If you’re trembling like this… what am I supposed to do? You’re the one who climbed on top of me to devour me.”
“Hngh! I-I didn’t…!”
“And yet I’m the one being pinned down right now.”
Siren pressed her lips together tightly in frustration—he was being a little annoying, but she had no way to refute him.
No matter what she said, she kept falling into his traps.
As for Yasamin, he found the situation immensely amusing.
‘Judging by the atmosphere, she really was trying to seduce me.’
Her clumsy attempts, to be honest, were quite arousing.
How obvious she was, yet how desperately she tried to pretend otherwise—it was endearing.
Even the fact that she couldn’t even pretend properly was laughable.
Humming, Yasamin gently lifted Siren’s chin.
“If you truly wish for it, Madam….”
“W-what if I do?”
“I wouldn’t mind letting you have your way with me.”
“……!”
The moment he deliberately chose such crude words, Siren’s face flushed red all the way to her ears.
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